Some people were born with a silver spoon in their mouth, mine was wooden. With an Italian heritage on one side and a Lebanese heritage on the other, good food was never hard to find. I grew up with Sunday dinners at Grandma’s, big pots of sauce simmering away on the stove all day and hand cut pasta drying on the rack in the basement. The perfume of lemon, garlic, garden grown herbs and other fresh ingredients always scented our family kitchens. So it is no surprise that my love for fresh, hand-prepared food is something I now love to share with new and old friends. Because of that, I put on my apron, sharpened my knives and started a blog and NYC supper club called 8.ate@eight to continue spreading the good food love.
- What is the strangest food you have ever eaten?
- Cow Udder
- What do you cook when home alone?
- Eggs! And lots of 'em. Breakfast, Lunch and Dinner.
- Your most treasured kitchen possession:
- Microplane -- I zest everything, even my knuckles sometimes.
- The ideal number of guests for a dinner party is:
- 8, of course!
